im all dreams and stardust, baby!

no good stories to tell

dear you,

i'm sitting in class writing to you while i really should be writing my 10-page english paper that's due in 10 days. i can't be bothered with it right now, as i have too any colors in my head. i've been downing manga and cheetos and comic books like there is no tomorrow and i sob every time i get home. it's been an interesting couple of weeks. i usually don't ge stressed much but i have made a promise to two certain people that i am bound to keep, whether i like it or not. there's no good music and life's real boring when there's no good music. i need to find some good music. also, i'm tired of being gay.

sincerely,

i'm about to cry again.